The Light At the End of the World 歌词

歌曲	The Light At the End of the World
歌手	My Dying Bride
专辑	The Light at the End of the World
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	作词 : My Dying Bride
	Small, a speck in the wide blue sea'
	Tis the last of all the land
	A dweller upon our lonesome isle
	The last lonely man
	On weary night, under stars
	He'd often lay and gaze
	Up towards the moon and stars
	The sun's dying haze
	Time and again,
	Orion's light
	Filled our man with joy
	And within the belt, he'd see his love
	Remembering her voice
	Such is life upon the isle
	Of torment and woe
	One day good, one day bad
	And some days, even hope
	The light at the end of the world
	Burns bright for mile and mile
	Yet tends the man its golden glow
	In misery all the while
	For fifty years he stands and waits
	Atop the light, alone
	Looking down upon his isle
	The gods have made his home
	A deity felt sympathy
	And threw our man a light
	Your woman, you may see again
	For a single night“
	I'll tend the light, for one more night
	With the woman whom
	I love”Screamed the man, with tearful eyes
	To the deity above
	And so it was that very night
	His lover did return
	To his arms and to their bed
	Together they did turn
	In deepest love and lust for life
	Entwined they did fall
	Lost within each other's arms
	They danced
	Her hair long and black
	The dark beauty of her eyes
	Olive skin and warm embrace
	Her memory never dies
	Agony like none before
	Was suffered by our man
	Anger, raged and misery too
	Like nothing ever before
	His sacrifice was not so great
	He insists upon the world
	Again he would crime, again he would pay
	For one moment with the girl
	Long was the night filled with love
	For them the world was done
	Awoke he did to brightest light
	His woman and life had gone
	To his feet he leap to the sea
	He looked to the lighthouse on the stone
	The price is paid and from now on
	He lives forever alone
	Fifty years have passed since then
	And not a soul has he seen
	But his woman lives with him still
	In every single dream'
	Tis sad to hear how young love has died
	To know that, alone, someone has cried
	But memories are ours to keep
	To live them again in our sleep

	zuo ci : My Dying Bride
	Small, a speck in the wide blue sea'
	Tis the last of all the land
	A dweller upon our lonesome isle
	The last lonely man
	On weary night, under stars
	He' d often lay and gaze
	Up towards the moon and stars
	The sun' s dying haze
	Time and again,
	Orion' s light
	Filled our man with joy
	And within the belt, he' d see his love
	Remembering her voice
	Such is life upon the isle
	Of torment and woe
	One day good, one day bad
	And some days, even hope
	The light at the end of the world
	Burns bright for mile and mile
	Yet tends the man its golden glow
	In misery all the while
	For fifty years he stands and waits
	Atop the light, alone
	Looking down upon his isle
	The gods have made his home
	A deity felt sympathy
	And threw our man a light
	Your woman, you may see again
	For a single night"
	I' ll tend the light, for one more night
	With the woman whom
	I love" Screamed the man, with tearful eyes
	To the deity above
	And so it was that very night
	His lover did return
	To his arms and to their bed
	Together they did turn
	In deepest love and lust for life
	Entwined they did fall
	Lost within each other' s arms
	They danced
	Her hair long and black
	The dark beauty of her eyes
	Olive skin and warm embrace
	Her memory never dies
	Agony like none before
	Was suffered by our man
	Anger, raged and misery too
	Like nothing ever before
	His sacrifice was not so great
	He insists upon the world
	Again he would crime, again he would pay
	For one moment with the girl
	Long was the night filled with love
	For them the world was done
	Awoke he did to brightest light
	His woman and life had gone
	To his feet he leap to the sea
	He looked to the lighthouse on the stone
	The price is paid and from now on
	He lives forever alone
	Fifty years have passed since then
	And not a soul has he seen
	But his woman lives with him still
	In every single dream'
	Tis sad to hear how young love has died
	To know that, alone, someone has cried
	But memories are ours to keep
	To live them again in our sleep

	zuò cí : My Dying Bride
	Small, a speck in the wide blue sea'
	Tis the last of all the land
	A dweller upon our lonesome isle
	The last lonely man
	On weary night, under stars
	He' d often lay and gaze
	Up towards the moon and stars
	The sun' s dying haze
	Time and again,
	Orion' s light
	Filled our man with joy
	And within the belt, he' d see his love
	Remembering her voice
	Such is life upon the isle
	Of torment and woe
	One day good, one day bad
	And some days, even hope
	The light at the end of the world
	Burns bright for mile and mile
	Yet tends the man its golden glow
	In misery all the while
	For fifty years he stands and waits
	Atop the light, alone
	Looking down upon his isle
	The gods have made his home
	A deity felt sympathy
	And threw our man a light
	Your woman, you may see again
	For a single night"
	I' ll tend the light, for one more night
	With the woman whom
	I love" Screamed the man, with tearful eyes
	To the deity above
	And so it was that very night
	His lover did return
	To his arms and to their bed
	Together they did turn
	In deepest love and lust for life
	Entwined they did fall
	Lost within each other' s arms
	They danced
	Her hair long and black
	The dark beauty of her eyes
	Olive skin and warm embrace
	Her memory never dies
	Agony like none before
	Was suffered by our man
	Anger, raged and misery too
	Like nothing ever before
	His sacrifice was not so great
	He insists upon the world
	Again he would crime, again he would pay
	For one moment with the girl
	Long was the night filled with love
	For them the world was done
	Awoke he did to brightest light
	His woman and life had gone
	To his feet he leap to the sea
	He looked to the lighthouse on the stone
	The price is paid and from now on
	He lives forever alone
	Fifty years have passed since then
	And not a soul has he seen
	But his woman lives with him still
	In every single dream'
	Tis sad to hear how young love has died
	To know that, alone, someone has cried
	But memories are ours to keep
	To live them again in our sleep

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